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"Alright," Desmond said. He still had the blasted thing in his hands. He gave it to Claire and said, "You and Ewan can watch it. I've seen it too many times." He headed into the room with books.

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((A bit of a time skip here. If you'd rather I not skip, I'll change it.))

Ewan shrugged at Claire. He helped her pull the projector out of the pantry and soon they had set up the film. Ewan watched the film with wide eyes. When it was done, he turned to Claire, "That was uh... interesting."

"Oh," Ewan said. "Yeah, sure. Let's see what we've got..." He walked in to the pantry and quickly found the apollo bars. He held two up to Claire (WHOOPS!), "One for me, one for you. What do you say?" A huge smirk grew on his face as he asked.

"Desmond?" Ewan asked as he took a bite and felt the chocolatly goodness flood his taste buds. "Let's go check," he shrugged and snatched another candy bar, heading back in to the main room.

Des was sitting on the couch, staring intently at some Charles Dickens book. Ewan snickered. He bent down so that Desmond couldn't see him. Carefully, he licked his lips and aimed the chocolate bar.

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Smack. Desmond looked up from his book. Something had just hit him on the shoulder. He stared down at an Apollo bar lying on the ground. Then he looked back up at Claire with a confused look. "Why... why'd you just throw that at me?"

Ewan looked up at her with a dramatically confused look. He stood up beside her and gave Desmond a look. He pointed to Claire and mouthed, "She did it."

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Desmond let out a loud laugh. It had been awhile since he had really laughed and it showed. He sat up, set down the book and reached for the Apollo bar. "I supposse I could join yeh," he said. He unwrapped the candy bar and watched as Ewan came and sat down on the couch next to him. He motioned for Claire to sit too.

The actor turned to Desmond and asked curiously, "So Desmond... what part of Scotland are you from?" Des couldn't help but noticed the flicker in the kid's eye as he said this.

"Glasgow. And you?" He took a bite of the candy bar.

Ewan smiled. "Crieff." He looked over at Claire, "Have you ever been to Scotland, Claire?"

((Sorry about to super long post. Not having Ewan and Des have a whole twenty page Scotland discussion is difficult. Lol.))

Ewan stared at the area where the noise had come from. He didn't say a word, just stared. Slowly, he finished his Apollo bar, but didn't stand up to throw it out.

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"Not sure, sista," Desmond said as he walked over to the large, metal door where the noise was coming from. "You said there were more of you? Maybe they're trying to get in."

For some reason, when Desmond looked back, the actor was smirking proudly at this. Des shook his head in disgust. "Or maybe..." he said, hurrying to the closet with weapons. He pulled out two rifles and shoved one into Ewan's hands. "There's a lot of strange things on this island," he said to him. "You best prepare yourself, brotha."

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"B-But," Ewan stuttered. "I don't... I only shoot stuff in my films. I swear, I'm not really that... that... way." He looked up at Desmond innocently, trying to make him take the weapon back.

"Don't have time to argue," the Scot said gruffly. He looked to Claire, "You stay in here, okay?" He hoped she wouldn't protest and follow them.

((Super long post! Woot!))

Ewan shrugged, but his face looked very concerned. "She can come with me," he said. Then he muttered as he stared down at the weapon in his hands, "Maybe she'll know how to handle this better than I do." He doubted what he just said was true, but he hoped it was.

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"Fine," Desmond growled. He swung open the door. "You two go left, I'm headed right." He hoped Ewan could take care of that girl, even though he highly doubted it.